Autumn leaves, Carroll County, Ark.
The first frost nips the garden; 
the woodshed's full, and we
recall mornings past when we
saw blooms and image'd fruit.

One by one things loved escape,
people too, like autumn leaves,
slip their places and return
to earth beneath the trees.

Then we cold, hungry children
must sometimes be carried home
to dine though undeserving
and wonder what we know.

Fallen tree Carroll County, Ark.


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